After going around in circles and going through untold hardships, the two finally arrived at Courtyard No. 52, Class A.
Su Yuening stuck the jade pendant to the groove next to the door, and the door opened immediately.
She took a few steps forward.
Seeing that no one was following him, he turned around and looked.
"Feng Li, why don't you come over?"
Feng Li hesitated, only one step away from the threshold. But she didn't step in. "I'm afraid my sister is not used to having strangers in her house."
Su Yuening was curious, "Aren't the furnaces chosen by you all the same as the one who chose you?"
"Could it be that you have your own place?"
"No, no." Feng Li blushed and stammered, "The chosen cauldron can only follow its master."
Owner?
Su Yuening got goosebumps all over her body.
She doesn't like this word.
So corny.
It made her look like she was going to do something wrong.
God knows, her mind is full of becoming stronger.
There is no emotion between men and women.
"It's okay, come in. The courtyard is very big and has many rooms."
"Just find any place."
"I can't accommodate so many people by myself and I don't know how to clone myself."
Su Yuening said to Feng Li.
"good."
Feng Li nodded flattered.
He really never dreamed that the sister he met would be so kind.
Talk to him completely as if he were your equal.
I don't dislike him at all.
"Sister, there's a spirit gathering array in the backyard. The spiritual energy there will be abundant. You can copy down the mental skills from the library, and then practice here to get twice the result with half the effort."
Feng Li followed Su Yuening all the way to the residence room, then he remembered that he had not introduced the specific features of the first-class courtyard to Su Yuening.
He subconsciously ignored Su Yuening's familiarity with this place.
"Yeah, I understand."
"Nothing, Feng Li, go to your room and rest first. There should be mixed-match clothes for men and women in the room. Find one and change into what you are wearing."
Su Yuening pursed her lips and said, "The method to make the furnace cauldron practice normally will take a while. You may not understand it just by telling me. I will write it down on paper and draw some diagrams before handing it over to you."
Feng Li was even more flattered.
This is not the treatment he deserves as a person of low status. He is almost becoming the master.
"Thank you, sister."
I can’t remember how many times I thanked him, Feng Li was full of sincerity.
He knew that Su Yuening didn't like him wearing revealing clothes, so he pulled his clothes tighter in front of his chest while talking to Su Yuening.
"It's okay. Many people have had success with this method. If you think it's feasible, you can also teach it to those with the same status as you."
Su Yuening explained: "This method was not created by me, but by a female cultivator named 'Bai Ji'."
"She is a remarkable nun."
In her previous life, Bai Ji's method saved thousands of oppressed cauldrons, giving them the ability to protect themselves and avoid falling into the wolves' mouths.
The name Bai Ji became famous in the world of immortal cultivation and won the admiration of many people.
There were even many furnaces and cauldrons who were willing to sacrifice themselves just to see Bai Ji and have a brief encounter with her.
However, Bai Ji has someone she loves.
After years of fruitless pursuit, they reluctantly gave up.
Even if Su Yuening didn't tell Feng Li this method, the method to change the fate of the cauldron would still be spread in the future.
Whether in the previous life or this life, this achievement belongs to someone else.
Su Yuening would not regard this method as her own patent, nor would she steal other people's causal relationship.
If he robbed it, he would be the same as Situ Cha.
She did not forget that Situ Cha achieved his goal of strengthening himself by absorbing and robbing other people's talents and luck.
"Baiji?"
"Just hearing the name gives people a very powerful feeling."
Feng Li murmured a few words.
He likes to study other people's names.
I always feel that a name can represent something.
For example, when his mother named him, it happened to be the year his father was killed by a monster.
In order to commemorate his father who passed away, his mother gave him a name, "Li".
Fengli, Fengli, it sounds like a regret every time you pronounce it.
"How can you tell whether it's powerful or not just by looking at the name?"
Su Yuening felt that Feng Li was quite naive and foolish enough to believe in secular superstitions.
She touched the soft fox tail in her sleeve and sniffed the fresh spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
Thinking that the matter of joining the sect had been settled, he said in a good mood: "Okay, Feng Li, you take a rest first. Someone will come to bring you food when it's time for dinner."
"I'm not sure if the people delivering the food know you're here. If they don't, just eat your portion. When I have time, I'll go talk to the elder in charge."
"Sister, don't you want to eat..."
"Sister, it's not long since she passed the test, so it would be good to eat something to replenish her energy."
"Feng Li had already eaten before being assigned by the sect."
Feng Li's words were full of concern.
To prove he wasn't hungry, he patted his stomach and said, "Sister, listen, I'm sincere."
The scarlet gauze sleeves were blown up, revealing the young man's fair arms.
The arms are not weak, with blue veins running up, contrasting with the skin color, making them look very powerful.
Then, accidentally, the clothes that were sticking to her skin were hooked by Feng Li's little finger... and tore... and tore...
Su Yuening: “!”
What kind of clothes is this?
Is the quality so bad?
Feng Li just wanted to prove that he had food in his stomach, but he didn't expect his clothes to be torn like this.
His face turned red.
He ran into the room and closed the door.
"Sister, sister...I'm sorry, I'll change my clothes right away."
“…”
Su Yuening: "Change it, change it, change it to a better quality one."
Otherwise, you have to be careful when walking, for fear that your clothes will be torn by passers-by.
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